Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Food and the City


Being this is our second time to Argentina we knew what to expect as far as what the kids would enjoy to do and eat. If you have never been to Buenos Aires, it is probably not what you expected. It is not called "The Paris of the South" for nothing. It is quite a large city with tall buildings, somewhat like New York, but with a lot of French influence in the parks, gardens, and older buildings. The food is beyond delicious. I believe I had read 70 percent of the surnames here are Italian so one would be right in expecting some of the best homemade pasta outside of Italia can be found here. As with any big city there will be people will be kids. Buenos Aires seems to be super kid friendly. Even the nicest restaurant will welcome children and have a baby seat available. I love the fact that many of the restaurants will serve the children first and pretty immediately which keeps a hungry kiddo from getting loud and grumpy.

The main fare here is meat at a parilla (steak house) , pasta, and pizza. The people here are quite proud of the food and for good reason. Everything is fresh from the farm. You see trucks coming in daily with fresh vegetables, fruits, meat, milk, and eggs. The beef is from grass fed cows that actually get to roam around on the Pampas. Because of the climate and size of the country, fresh fruits and vegetables are available year round.

My kids love the handmade pasta that is available everywhere. Since we have been here they have lived on toasted ham and cheese sandwiches, pasta, alfajores (two cookies with caramel... aka dulce de leche inside), and of course gelato. I have been living off of milanesas (breaded veal), steak, pizza, gnocchi, choripan (sausage inside a homemade bun with chimichuri sauce),amazing cheeses, and the list goes on and on. When we travel it is all about the food. Thank goodness for all of the walking, huh? Enough with the food talk. I am pretty hungry and suddenly dreaming about hitting a local parilla for a good steak and bottle of wine.

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